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“Gotcha.”
He pushes past me, practically knocking me out of the way. “Dumbass motherfucker,” he spits while shoulder checking me.
I could tell him Peppa took a shit in the cake tin his dessert was baked in, but now’s probably not the best time.
Will
Another contraction hits me hard, and I bite into my lip to stop myself from screaming and upsetting the kids, and my grip tightens in Cyn’s hand. “Breathe through it. Let’s get the lights on, and then we can get you somewhere more comfortable, sweetheart.” I nod at her words, even though I know she can’t see me.
Oscar did a head count using the light on his tablet, and it appears every child is accounted for, apart from Keen and Prince. He then placed them in the corner of the room with Angel, Paige, Sky, and Lily watching over them, much to Sebastian’s and Samuel’s annoyance, the two have not stopped screeching “Os” for what feels like an eternity.
Another contraction takes over me, making my back arch, and this time, I cry out, “Ahhh!”
“Ossss!”
“For Christ’s sake, Oscar will you just speak to them!” Paige snaps from the corner of the room.
The silhouette of Oscar standing at the door and tilting his head back would be comical if I wasn’t in so much pain right now. “What?” he snipes.
“I love you, Os,” Sebastian shrieks.
“Os, I wove you” comes from Samuel.
“I’m in literal hell.” Oscar sighs, and I now realize why he suggested leaving the room. The man would clearly prefer to be in danger than be locked in a room with children. “Again,” he adds on.
Wetness floods my chair, and my stomach plummets. “My water just broke.”
“Come again?” Oscar asks.
Pain radiates from my back into my stomach and around again. “My water just broke.”
His deep breathing can be heard above the women’s gasps and the children’s chatter. “I cannot deliver a baby with the background noise, Will. Press your legs together or something,” he spits out.
My nails curl into Cyn’s skin, and I’m about to apologize when Oscar grumbles, “Finally.”
The door opens, and with his phone torch pointing toward us in one hand along with a gun in the other, Con stands there. His eyes lock with mine, and his face falls in concern. “Will?”
“She’s having the baby,” Oscar informs him in such a stoic voice you’d think he was discussing the weather.
Con’s arms fall to his side. “Will?” His wide eyes meet mine.
“My water just broke.”
“Shit. The lights are out.”
“Clearly,” Oscar grits out. “Where’s Bren?”
Con’s eyes don’t leave mine while he speaks. “Gone outside to try and get the generator up and running.”
Oscar opens his mouth to speak, but Con holds his hand up to stop him. “Fucking save it!”
Then he moves toward me. “How long until the baby comes?” he asks, falling to his knees beside me. Love seeps from his eyes, filling the panic in my heart with a love so strong my breath stutters.
“Nobody tells you how long until the baby arrives, she needs medical attention. Paige, swap places with Ma,” Oscar commands from the doorway. “What the hell is taking them so long? And why the hell do we have an additional adult roaming round the house?”
“What?” Con’s head snaps sideways to face Oscar.
“My system shows an additional adult on the heat sensor.”
